For dinner the two of them walked to a local pizza parlor. The rain had stopped and the night air was warm and muggy. Sarah was wearing a sundress that clearly was chosen for comfort rather than modesty. They ordered a small pizza at the counter and sat down at a small table near the front window. Joe spoke quietly to the manager and surprised Sarah with a bottle of sparkling apple juice and two wine glasses.

“Oh all the things I have given up during my pregnancy,” Sarah confessed, “I miss having a glass of wine in the evening to most.”

Joe poured apple juice for both of them, and then raised his glass.

“Here’s to growing even more beautiful each day.” He toasted to her.

Sarah smiled and blushed a little. She was impressed that Joe had remembered the phrase. She was enjoying his company. Before today she had been very nervous about the whole photography project, but now that it was happenIng she had become very comfortable sharing her private moments with him. It was partly his friendly personality, and partly the fact that she didn't expect to ever see him again. In some ways it was easy to open up to a complete stranger.

As they talked, Joe occasionally picked up his camera and snapped a picture of her. Sarah had a habit of fiddling with her dress buttons as she talked. After a while Joe noticed she had three buttons undone, and was absent mindedly fingering the fourth. He snapped a few more shots encouraging her to lean in towards him. Joe then realized that Sarah knew exactly what she had been doing. She rotated her shoulders and adjuster her posture, causing to top of her dress to relax open and expose one breast. With a subtle flip of her hand, her left breast was completely out and resting on the table. She kept the conversation going without missing a beat, and Joe captured the public flash without drawing attention from the other patrons. Sarah casually leaned against the table, squeezed her breast, and left a few drops of her milk on the table cloth.

Joe had to adjust his swelling cock with his other hand. While the table afforded some discretion, Sarah had been waiting and looking for it to happen.

“Are you OK down there?” she asked, giving a quick glance at his lap.

Embarrassed to be caught in the act, Joe withdrew his hand and gave Sarah a smile.

“I think I'm going to be fine, thank you.” Joe replied.

“Alright”, she teased him.”I wouldn't want you to get too... uncomfortable.”

While her choice of words were almost appropriate, her smirk and wink were clearly crossing to line of innocence.

Joe had been around plenty of flirty clients before, but Sarah was the first one to trigger such an uncontrollable physical response in his pants. He didn't believe that she really wanted to fool around with him, but it was becoming very clear that her idea of flirty teasing went much further than his. Joe reminded himself that he was hired for a job, and she was clearly enjoying the testing of his professionalism.

“Since we have a table at the window,” Joe tried to change the topic, “I was thinking I might step outside and get a few pictures of the storefront with you sitting inside. Sound good?”

“Sure.” Sarah replied. She continued to glance back and forth from Joe’s eyes to his crotch, making it clear she was eager to see how he was going to manage the bulge in his pants as he walked out.

Joe picked up his camera in one hand, adjusted his pants with the other, and stood up holding his camera in front of himself as cover. His condition was still obvious to Sarah, but the other patrons in the restaurant would probably not notice. He smiled at her and then walked outside.

Joe crossed the street in order to capture the entire storefront in the frame. He snapped a few pictures of the the overall building, then started zooming in little by little on the window with Sarah inside. As he zoomed in farther he could see Sarah sipping from her wine glass, smiling, and gazing out the window. She dropped one arm down to her side and adjusted her position. That's when Joe realized her dress was unbuttoned all the way, and by lowering her arm the straps fell down and left her sitting naked. Her dress was puddled on the booth seat around her. She swiveled towards the window, parted her legs slightly, raised her glass, and toasted in Joe's direction.

When Joe returned to the booth Sarah had pulled her dress back up with the straps over her shoulders, but the front was still unbuttoned. She was unable to contain a mischievous grin.

“Could you see me thru the window?” Sarah asked while biting the side of her lower lip. .

“Oh, yes.” Joe replied. “And I think a few cars driving by caught an eye full too.”

Sarah laughed quietly.

Their food arrived and the two of them ate and talked. Sarah managed to keep her nipples covered while sitting with her dress unbuttoned. Joe’s focus was split between the conversation and sarah’s never ending cleavage. Towards the end of the meal Joe noticed a small wet spot forming at Sarah’s left nipple. The faint pattern of the fabric was not enough to camouflage the wet patch. It was growing in a downward direction. A few minutes later a small spot started forming on the other side. Joe decided to not say anything and let nature take its course.

As they finished their meal Sarah said “I am feeling very engorged. I haven't expressed any milk since this morning. I think we should head home.” As she went to button up her dress she felt how wet her front had become.

“Oh goodness. I have leaked all over myself. This is embarrassing.” She looked around the room to assess the shortest route out walking past the fewest other diners. A slight blush was visible on her cheeks. Sarah's limit of modesty was finally showing itself.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Joe offered, enjoying watching her uneasiness with her predicament.

“Well, for starters you can walk in front of me as we leave.”

“Ok.” Joe answered. “And then… anything else?”

Sarah paused for a moment and stared back at Joe. “We’ll see.”

Joe’s cock jumped again, and this time he did not even try to hide an adjustment to his ever tightening pants.

Joe stood first and shielded Sarah as she worked her way up to standing. She buttoned her dress, turned to Joe, and in a quiet voice said,“Alright. Let's go. Please stay close.”

Joe walked ahead of Sarah, trying to stay between her and anyone facing them. He walked slowly so that Sarah could stay close. She managed to keep her round belly bumping again Joe's back every other step. This constant contact maintained his firm erection.